Saturday, September 15, 2007
The weekend has arrived and nothing much changes. I feel like I never leave the house, I'm just sitting all the time either here in front of the computer or 3 feet away at my drafting table. Work work work. Some of it I enjoy, lots of it I loath. It's no wonder I'm out of shape, just sitting and working. Sometimes I sit and read but that's not a very active endeavor either.
There was a time I think, when I did stuff. I use to count down the days until the weekend. That feels like a lifetime ago! I've been to only one concert I can think of in the last 3-4 years and that was The White Stripes a few months ago. Granted, no one's really come around this neck of the woods (except KMFDM a few years ago in Moncton, I'm still angry I missed that one) that I'd want to go see (or could afford to go see) but my point is I don't get out much.
I've been getting up early to work on the Angora Napkin book this past week and making some progress. By the afternoon today I was good and ready to breath some fresh air and go do something other than work and do it outside of the house.
...But I couldn't think of anything to do or anywhere to go. I thought about it for a while (this isn't the first time this has happened to me) and eventually gave up and decided I'd just go back and sit and draw some more. I wonder sometimes if I'm missing out on some vitally important aspect of life.
My very small world consists of my wife, my kids, my drawing, my day job, reading and watching movies. Carol says that that's more than enough for anyone to tackle and I have to admit I agree with her. I know I'm doing my best using the time I've got.
Still, I can't help but feel envious when I see friends traveling around the globe and doing things that don't involve sitting withing a 15X20 foot area every single day, weekends included. It's no wonder artists go mad. I could use a hobby if only I had the time for one and a clue as to what that hobby would consist of.
In order to preserve my sanity a little longer I've decided to do my best to save up for a road trip to SPX next year with my friend Pat. I've been planning to go for years now and something always comes up, but this time I must go. Not need, MUST. It's this shred of something that lies in the future in which I can justifiably see the outside world for a few days. It's over a year away and I can hardly wait!